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You spend a sleepless night and arrive at school the next day clothed. You got there early in order to try to talk Mrs. Wright out of this **** nudity. When you get to the office, you see the two girls there that had led you naked to class yesterday.

You ask, "Is Mrs. Wright in?"

"No she is out today." She looks me over and says, "Hey aren't you supposed to be naked?"

"School hadn't started yet," you reply back depressed and turn to leave.

"Better hurry. You only have ten minutes," she says sounding way too cheerful.

You make it to your locker past throngs of students going to and fro. Then you go to the nearest boys restroom, the one you got dressed in yesterday. Only now it's not empty but has different guys standing at the urinals. You go into a stall and begin to undress. Then you fold and stack your clothes on top of your shoes for an easy way to carry them. You exit the stall and the only two guys left in the bathroom stare at you as you walk naked to the exit.

You take a deep breath and grit your teeth and pull open the door to a hallway full of students. You hold your clothes low to cover your genitals until you get to your locker. You place your clothes inside and cover your dick with one hand as you get out your notebook to take notes in English class. Then you close the door and try not to make eye contact with students. You begin to hear snickering behind you, but you don't look back. You hold your notebook over your gentials and hurry to class.

You are glad to get out of the hallway by ducking into your English class, but now you are faced with about thirty students looking you up and down. You take a seat in the back and put your notebook on the desk and keep one hand over your dick. Girls sitting on either side of you are stealing glances at you and smiling.

The teacher is a young lady named Miss Gibson and she has just entered the room. She is wearing a tight blouse and it accents her B-sized breasts. She wears a plaid short skirt which makes it hard not to notice her nice legs. It does not take long for her to notice you are naked at your desk. She sets her papers down she had brought into class and stands straighter when she speaks up.

"What is going on here?"

Nobody says anything for a long while, then a girl on the right side of class speaks up.

"Mrs. Wright made an announcement yesterday that said he had to be naked at school because he was caught streaking."

"Oh," Miss Gibson said. "I see. I wasn't here yesterday. Well, I guess you'll learn your lesson that way"

She chuckled at what she had said and started right away into teaching English literature. You take notes and still manage to keep one hand over your dick. Every now and then you catch a girl looking over at you making you feel so humiliated.

Finally, the bell rings and everyone starts to leave the class. You did not want to be the last one and have to talk to Miss Gibons like this, so you wait until only about five students are left and jump the line and find yourself in the hallway surrounded by students.

Now you have to walk clear across the school for your next class and know everyone will see your pale bare ass. You kept your notebook low and in front of you. Halfway there, someone taps you on the shoulder.